The Girl Who Made The Devil Weak

Belle of the Ball

She stood in the center of a large ballroom, the chilly air nipping at her exposed skin.

The decor was mainly black with golden accents, which twinkled in the flickering lights of the candle flames.

Looking around, people could be seen dancing slowly, hand in hand, all dressed in red.

Under closer observation, it could be seen that they were not people at all. Their bodies were human looking, but some had the heads of animals. Others had no faces whatsoever, only indents where their features should have been.

She gasped, placing her hand over her mouth. Frantically, she looked around for an exit; she didn't belong here.

Instead of an exit, her eyes landed on him. He was dressed in a black suit, a red tie wrapped around his neck. He smiled sweetly at her as he approached, taking her hand in his own.

"You look gorgeous, my dear."
He whispered as he kissed her knuckles.

She looked down at herself, finding that she was clothed in a flowing white dress. Reaching her hand up to her hair, she found that it was in soft curls. Small white flowers were laced upon the top of her head in the form of a crown.

She looked up into his sincere eyes and smiled.

"Thank you. You look beautiful as well. Where are we?"

"I hold a ball for souls every hundred years or so. The souls who have committed lesser sins and my right hand men are able to attend. The others remain in the pits to serve out their eternities."

She nodded, glancing at the dancers once more. The hauntingly beautiful melody made everything seem so surreal, almost like a dream.

"Would you care to dance?"

"I would love to."

He took her hand and placed his on her waist as they swayed to the music. They spun and twirled until the end of the song and another started up.

She gazed up at him with curious eyes.

"Lucifer, do you believe in love?"

His gaze held hers, "Of course. What's a life without love?"

"Do you love me?"

He bowed his head and leaned his forehead against hers.

"I do."

She smiled, reaching her hands up to cup his face, "I love you too."

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"I don't care if I fall in love with the Devil, as long as the Devil will love me the way he loves Hell."